"I sat back into the booths seat and thought. "You don't think I've beenprogrammed do you?" I asked. "Even subliminally?" I shuddered. "Becauseif so t...hat would explain a lot." Who knows?" Bianca answered with a laugh. "But you are a natural." Shelooked at me. "By the way how are you feeling?" Better," it was my turn to smile. "A lot better. Thank you." TruthfullyI did. By talking to Bianca I felt a lot better.Bianca looked at me. "I have been where you are now Maya," she sipped hercoffee. "But. The place was called The Boom. I've hardly frequented every club in town; And hadn't been to this one before. There appeared to be plenty happening inside; But there was no line to get in, or any other signs of a packed house. I don't mind crowds; But I'm no fan of standing room only. I prefer a little room to breathe.After a minute or so of looking the place over, I decided it was worth the cover charge; And made my way in. There were a multitude of bars and tables to set at. I elected not to. Then as I went through High School more sleepovers with other girls and more exploring. Dates with guys, then dates with guys ending in handjobs. Then dates in guys ending with blowjobs. Then on more than one occasion when I was a senior, dates with guys ending up with either my pants down around my ankles, or my skirt pulled up over my ass and getting delightfully plowed. Then I started to tone things down, realizing I did not want to be known as a slut. So with only one exception since then,. Several great surges and spurts left me clinging onto a chair to keep upright as Lucy slurped and swallowed the last vestiges of, what felt like, the odd pint or two of sperm.She licked her lips and said lovely, then ‘Your turn’. Such a hardship - I finished undressing her with the gentle removal of her lacy black knickers to reveal her lightly-furred pussy. Lips already excited and her ‘little’ man peeking out - she groaned as I sucked on her lips, each side in turn. The taste of her liquid.